Why I Am Ink.

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Writers feel the need to escape reality,
experience
something demented
something forbidden,
a love they only mange in their free thoughts.

Reality is not always the dark side-
it is not meant to ambush our senses
into believing faith is as blind as love.

We never physically run,
but surround ourselves
with descriptive fiction,
a place to belong to
where no one is turned away.

Yet reality is life's understanding
that hope is strong,
if we take reality in wisdom
and know the bulk of it
cannot weigh down our strength.

I write because I believe,
reality is cruel
but teaches us
the injustice we need to expose
and the love that is driven far.

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